A/N: Hi there! I'm xbloody-mangax, and this is my second upload. It's a FemGrimmxIchi fic. The reason I made this a gender bender is because I can't write Yaoi. I've tried, but it doesn't work. I dunno what it is, genetic defect is my guess lol. The problem is that Grimmjow and Ichigo look so good together and I've been wanting to write about it for a while now and I've seen a few other bender fics out there and decided to try my hand in it.

Summary: Grimmjow wakes after her fight with Ichigo to find that she's a...Human? Now, she's stuck in the world of the living, left to fend for herself. Until a certain someone finds her and offers his help, and they manage to find common ground. Can they forget their past and move on?

So, without further delay...

Chapter 1

Grimmjows eyes opened slowly, expecting a blinding pain to shoot through her body as she remembered her fight with Kurosaki, but it never came. Her eyes opened the rest of the way, but her vision was out of focus. She tried in vain to see where she was, but she couldn't put a name to the place. She felt like she'd been there before, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

She imagined how pathetic she looked to anyone who could have been watching as she looked around her, confused. Everything slowly came into focus as her eyes adjusted to the bright light that was coming from above. There was a building to her left, made of brick, a similar building to her right, and a final wall behind her. The fact that they were made of brick told her she was in the human world, but she had no idea how she got there.

She pushed on the concrete ground and stood, feeling a wave of dizziness come over her. She stumbled, but caught herself on the brick wall to her right. This was when she noticed something was wrong. A bumpy part of the brick scratched her when her hand scraped across the surface. She brought her hand up, staring at the scratch in awe. How the fuck did that wall get through my hierro? She thought to herself.

Curious, she examined the wall, but it looked like just a wall. Next she examined her hand, and that too looked normal. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Her hands instantly went down to her stomach, where her hollow hole is, or at least where it should be, but it wasn't there.

As you could imagine, Grimmjow was freaking out now. She stormed out of the alley, looking for someone, anyone, she expected to walk out and see the faces of the other Espada, laughing at a joke that they came up with and Szayel standing with an antidote behind his back and a stupid grin. It must have been early morning because no one was near the opening when she got there, not even any Espada.

She noticed a window to her left and stood in front of it, staring at her reflection. She looked the same, for the most part, but her mask wasn't there. Her short blue hair still looked untamed and fell over her face, and her eyes were still shocking blue with the green tattoos under them, but she wasn't in her Espada uniform, in it's place was a white tank top that ended just above where her hollow hole was, covering her exceptional bust, and a white jacket with a black inside, kind of like her old Espada jacket but made from something different and it didn't have a collar like her old one. Her hakama was gone too, replaced with long white cargo pants that fit loosely and a black belt to hold them up. Overall, it was like a human version of her Espada uniform.

"Shit..." Grimmjow mumbled as she put together what must have happened. Kurosaki must have killed her and she came back as a human somehow. This whole situation sucked. Not knowing what else to do, she started wandering deeper into the city.

Turned out that was a decent idea because she found more people. By the looks of it, she was at least still in Japan. Not that it mattered, she hadn't been alive in so long that she was clueless as to how things went here. She couldn't even remember her human life.

As she got even further into the big city, there were even more people. More people than Grimmjow had ever seen before. She always assumed that there were about as much people as there were hollows, but this city proved her wrong in a big way. Perhaps the weirdest part was how these people moved. She couldn't even count the amount of people that just pushed her out of their way. She'd known some of the most aggressive hollows out there, but they had nothing on these people when they were going somewhere. Sure, you didn't really have to worry about humans shooting you in the back with a cero, but that's just because they're too weak to use the cero. If they could, there would be ceros everywhere.

When Grimmjow saw yet another huge group of people walking toward her, she decided to jump into a nearby alley instead of try to get through the vicious group. They passed her, shoving and clawing their way to get further. Like it really mattered if they were 5 seconds earlier to wherever they were going.

After the pack of humans passed, Grimmjow walked out of the alley, giving up on the city, she headed back the way she came. It was going to be a long day.

Ichigo headed home from school, feeling particularly depressed that day. The loss of his powers effected his life way more than he thought it would. He thought that he could just fall back into his old routine, like nothing happened, but that was proving to be impossible. Especially when Ishida or Chad would rush out of class, saying they were going to the bathroom and sprinting away. Ichigo knew where they were really going.

The fact that his friends were rushing off to fight hollows by themselves made him feel useless. He couldn't protect them anymore and it killed him inside to see that they were risking their lives protecting him. Even though it had been almost a half a year, it felt like just yesterday he was saving Orihime from Aizen and his Espada.

"Kurosaki-kun!" He heard shouted from behind him. He turned around to see none other than Orihime running towards him.

"Yo." He greeted apatheticly, something that was becoming a habit for him. It seemed to worry his friends but he couldn't bring himself to be more excited about anything anymore. He wanted to, but it seemed like every time he talked to them there was an elephant in the room and they couldn't understand what it's like to lose all their power.

"Um, well, you see, a few of us, like Ishida and Chad and Tatsuki and me, were going to see a movie or something and we were wonder if you maybe wanted to go?" She asked, in the same nervousness she always seemed to have around him. He thought about it for a moment, but eventually sighed and he could see the disappointed looked in his friends eyes. She knew what he was going to say.

"Eh, I got a lot of homework and stuff to do at the clinic tonight, I don't think I can. Maybe next time." He said, but they both knew it was a lie. He'd have to come up with a new excuse later.

"Okay then..." Orihime said quietly and Ichigo felt guilty.

"I'll see you tomorrow at school then, eh?" He said with a forced smile, she smiled back so he figured that she believed him.

"Yeah, that sounds great. Maybe some other time we can hang out too." She said excitedly before running back to Ishida and the others.

After she bounced away, Ichigo let his fake smile drop and started head home again, wondering if he'd ever be able to get over losing his powers.

Grimmjow was glad that she finally got out of the city, but now she was in a part of town that was very unnerving. All the buildings looked like they were falling apart and there were some shady looking people in the alleys. When they noticed her walk by, they stared at her and she tried not to go and hit them. She knew that she could beat them if she was still an Arrancar, but as a weak little human? That might be a little tougher.

So she just kept walking and ignored them. Eventually, at the end of the town, she found a seemingly empty alley and cautiously walked in. Turns out it wasn't empty. There was a guy passed out, with a half full green bottle bottle in his hand. She didn't know what was in it but it smelt horrid, so she left it alone, but on the other side of his, there was what looked like a roll out blanket. She was sure that humans had a special name for it but she didn't know it. Slowly and gently, she moved it away from his side and took it for herself.

With that, she walked out of the alley with her new bed. Maybe being a human wasn't so hard after all? She continued down the street, out of the city and towards a small town that wasn't so far away. There was a sign that said something, Grimmjow was sure it was the name of the town, but she didn't know how to read. When you're an Espada, there's no reason to read unless you like stupid human books, like Ulquiorra, but they just bored Grimmjow to no end, so she forgot how to read. She never thought it'd come back to bite her like this.

So she continued into the unnamed town. She kept having this strange feeling that she recognized the town, but she couldn't remember where she'd seen it before, so she shrugged off the thought and continued down the empty road as the sun went down.

By the time she reached the tiny town, it was dark out. Grimmjow was tired, all that walking wore her human body out like crazy. So now she was tired and in the middle of a town that she was sure she'd been to before but couldn't remember when or where. She made her way to another alley. The human world seemed to have them everywhere and it seemed like a great place to spend the night. Fate however, had a different plan, because as she set her new blanket thing, she heard a voice from behind her.

"Well well, what do we have here? You lost, babe? You want me to help you with that sleeping bag? It looks pretty big, think it could fit two?" It was a mans voice, Grimmjow could tell. It was deep and loud too, so she figured it was a bigger guy and when she turned to face him she saw she was right. He was big, and the two other guys behind him were big too.

"I think I can figure out a sleeping bag, buddy. Now fuck off, it doesn't fit two, and if it did, it still wouldn't have room for you." She said in a tone that used to make Numero run in fear, but the three guys didn't seem deterred at all as they kept walking toward her. They stopped just a few meters away, but Grimmjow still stood tall, never breaking eye contact with the leader.

"Feisty. I like that in a woman." He said with a cocky smile.

"That's too bad, because you're not my type. Too stupid for me." Grimmjow shot back, hoping he'd leave her alone, but getting ready for a fight.

"That's alright, you don't have to like me for me to get what I want." He said, and closed the gap between him and Grimmjow. Grimmjow didn't need any more invitation then that and punched him square in the nose, putting her whole body into the punch.

He stumbled back, caught off guard, and clutching his now bleeding nose in pain. His two friends flanked Grimmjow at both sides and tried to grab her. She dodged one hand and kicked the owner in the stomach, but her foot was met with solid muscle and the guy barely stumbled. The third guy capitalized on the opportunity and grabbed Grimmjow from behind. She struggled against him, but he as just to big and the leader was already standing in front of Grimmjow, ignoring his bloody nose.

"You'll pay for that one, bitch." He said in a deadly tone as he drew his fist back and punched Grimmjow in the stomach. She could feel a bone break at the hit and bit back a scream of pain. The guy must have thought that was funny because he let out a laugh and the guy hold Grimmjow dropped her, letting her fall to the floor, gasping for breath, She wasn't going down that easy though. After she hit the ground, she swept her leg across the ground and hit the leader's foot as he leaned back laughing, causing him to fall back. A smile came across her face as she heard the impact of his head hitting the hard ground.

"What the fuck?" This time the guy she kicked earlier was talking as their leader rolled on the floor, gravity obviously got the better of him, because his head was bleeding and he stayed down for a few moments.

While the leader was down, one of the guys gave a huge kick to the same place she was punched and this time she couldn't hold the scream of pain back. The guys boots were steel toed, she found out. She could taste blood in her mouth as she rolled over on her side.

"Pick her up." She heard the leader say and he did not sound happy. Then she felt herself get lifted from the ground. The leader held her head up, making her look him in the eye as he brought his fist back. He rammed it in the side of her face and her head flung to the other side. Before she could recover, she felt another hit to the other side of her face.

"Are you ready to give up yet?" The leader asked as Grimmjow regained her senses. Her mouth was full of blood, so she put it to good use and spit a mouthful of blood right in his face.

She looked up at him, a crooked cocky smile on her face as she saw his face go red and he stared at her, so mad it looked like his head would explode if he didn't let his rage out. Fortunately for him he did, using Grimmjow as his punching bag.

Ichigo wasn't gonna lie to himself. He was regretting turning Orihime down. Staying home did nothing to help his depression. In fact, he got so bored that he decided to go for a walk around town, even though it was eleven o'clock at at night and the streets got dangerous around this time, but he knew he could handle himself.

So that's where he was now. About a mile away from his house, trying to get his mind off of things, when he heard a sound that he could recognize from anywhere, having heard it so much. It was the sound of a huge punch connecting with flesh, followed closely by a suppressed wail of pain.

Without thinking, Ichigo took off towards to noise, knowing that someone needed his help, and feeling the rush of adrenaline he felt before some of his most epic battles as a Shinigami come back to him.

He turned down an alley to a horrific scene. He saw two huge guys holding up a young girl, who looked battered and beaten all over, and another big guy standing in front of her with a smug smirk.

"Not so tough now, are you? Now how about we have some real fun now?" The guy spoke, and he put his hands around the poor girls hips, beginning to pull her pants down. However, before he got more than an inch, the girl kicked him right between the legs, causing the guy to let out a holler of pain before looking back at the girl, pissed.

Whatever he was going to do next remains a mystery because in the next second, Ichigo kicked the man in the side of the head, sending him flying down the alley. The other two guys dropped the girl face down, and all Ichigo could make out about her was that her hair was bright blue, which he found odd. He'd only seen one other person with blue hair.

He didn't have time to study her anymore because the other two thugs were advancing on Ichigo.

"Kid, I dunno who you are, but you just made the biggest mistake of your life." The thug said, drawing a blade from his jacket pocket. Ichigo tensed as he saw the moonlight reflect off of the blade, but he knew he still wasn't in too much trouble, considering his heightened reflexes.

The man who spoke took a step toward Ichigo and the fight began. There was a few close calls, but in the end, the thugs fell. Ichigo held up the last thug out of the two that was standing, getting ready to knock him out, but a sound from behind his triggered his senses. He looked back and saw the first guy was up, and lunging at him with a knife. Ichigo braced himself for the blade to hit, but instead he saw a blue blur take down the assailant.

Ichigo stood there, dumbfounded, before he figured out what happened and realized that the girl they were beating up had tackled the man. It didn't last long though, as the thug threw the girl off of him, stabbing her in the process. Ichigo reacted on instinct as he took out the thug in two hits.

He rushed over to the girl, know she was hurt bad.

"Jesus, are you okay, where did he get you?" He asked franticly, as he rolled her over. When he saw her face his jaw almost dropped to the floor. It was Grimmjow. The Arrancar that tried to kill him, his sworn enemy. Has he finally gone crazy?

"K-Kurosaki?" Grimmjow asked, her face contorted with confusion. The expression remained for a moment before her eyes shut and she went limp in his arms. Ichigo had almost forgotten the stab wound in his shock and just stared for a moment before picking her up in his arms, running back to the clinic.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

A/N: Alright, so there's the first chapter. It's not so interesting yet, but please, just bear with me, I have a few good ideas for this one and I swear the next chapter won't be so boring.

So, tell me what you thought about this first chapter then =] All reviews are welcome, even flames. Tell me what I'm doing wrong, it helps me learn. And your reviews make me smile =]